Holy smokes. Today marks the antepenultimate day of August 2011. Goddamn, not only am I traveling to the future, I feel like I’m heading there faster than ever. It’s weird – my flesh-wrapped time machine seems to accelerate at the same rate as its own cellular death. The less of vehicle I have, the more appealing the destination on the horizon seems.
Tomorrow’s tomorrow may have moonbases and Martian settlements, but let’s hope it’s also got robotic replacements for the components under my time machine’s hood.
Once again, welcome to the MONDAY MORNING COMMUTE — OL’s attempt to lubricate the spiritual meatus so that the workweek’s prickly-thrust don’t sting so bad! In short, I’m going to show you the various bits of entertainment I’ll be using to fend off stress and boredom. After reading, you’re encouraged to hit up the comments section and show off your own recipe for life-enrichment.
Time to rock and roll.